the Great
Spirit says to the white man, the Nan-tan-in-chor says to the red man.
We, too, go to our council-lodges to talk of the second coming. We
have our ceremony, as the white man has his. The white man is solemn,
sorrowful; the red man is happy and glad. We dance and are joyful, and
the white man sends soldiers to shoot us down. Does their Great Spirit
tell them to do this?

"In the big city (Washington) where I have been, there is another big
book (the Federal Constitution), which says the white man shall not
interfere with the religious liberty of another. And yet they come out
to our country and kill us when we show our joy to Nan-tan-in-chor.

"We rejoice over his second coming; the white man mourns, but he sends
his soldiers to kill us in our rejoicing. Bah! The white man is false. I
return to my people, and to the customs and habits of my forefathers. I
am an Indian!"

The old chief strode away with the dignity of a red Caesar, and Will,
alone by the lake, reflected that every question has two sides to it.
The one the red man has held in the case of the commonwealth versus the
Indian has ever been the tragic side.

CHAPTER XXVI. -- TOUR OF GREAT BRITAIN.

IT was not until the spring of 1883 that Will was able to put into
execution his long-cherished plan--to present to the public an
exhibition which should delineate in throbbing and realistic color, not
only the wild life of America, but the actual history of the West, as it
was lived for, fought for, died for, by Indians, pioneers, and soldiers.

The wigwam village; the Indian war-dance; the chant to the Great Spirit
as it was sung over the plains; the rise and fall of the famous tribes;
the "Forward, march!" of soldiers, and the building of frontier posts;
the life of scouts and trappers; the hunt of the buffalo; the coming
of the first settlers; their slow, perilous progress in the prairie
schooners over the vast and desolate plains; the period of the Deadwood
stage and the Pony Express; the making of homes in the face of fire and
Indian massacre; United States cavalry on the firing-line, "Death to
the Sioux!"--these are the great historic pictures of the Wild West,
stirring, genuine, heroic.

It was a magnificent plan on a magnificent scale, and it achieved
instant success. The adventurous phases of Western life never fail to
quicken the pulse of the East.

An exhibition which embodied so much of the historic and picturesque,
which resurrect